• Alone the the shadows filled with sorrow, and misery. Yet from aftar you see a light, its coming twords you. But your to frightened to get close.

    Its kindess is alomst enough to heal your wounds, but unfortunataly, they were not that shallow. theres still trauma in your head. You wont open and cleanse your heart.

    The light smiles kindly, and holds you closer. You dont need to be alone, it only deepens the wounds infecting them. emotions are confusing, a dark shadow over our lives.

    But it would seem that love can be an antibiotic, and friendship the bandage.
    love is like the princess walking down the spiraling stairs, into the palace floor.

    And when she finaly gets to the bottom, the prince is waiting. holding his hand out for her, anxiosly awaiting the much wanted dance. but even so love is not perfect, you trip, misstep, stumble, fall.

    but the one thing that you can count on, is that he should be there to pick you up.